Monday, March 17, 2014

Women of America -- Wake The Fuck Up

I'll be wearing the orange today, in solidarity with the Virginia Cavaliers, even though I skew green on days like this.

I've spent more than my share of SPDs in New York City and, honestly, you could make a pretty good argument for shutting the whole thing down.  Notwithstanding the fact that when the bagpipers stand behind the Peter McManus bar and let you have it right in the ears it is some good clean fun.

That aside, the larger point being that puking college kids don't make me proud to be Irish.  Although this does:

Although the fact that this is even an issue doesn't.

On a related note, Fred Phelps, founder of the Westboro Baptist Church, is on his deathbed.

Creepy photo, by the way -- although not as creepy as the actual guy.  I thought it was a painting at first.

One of the basic tenets of Christianity is the idea that your behavior here on Earth is judged, and a decision is then made by somebody as to whether you are allowed into Heaven or not.  I'd like to be a fly on the wall for that conversation when Phelps arrives.

Great Paul Krugman article on Paul Ryan and his Irish Roots somewhere in The Times.  The gist being the similarity in language, and intent, in how Ryan discusses benefits for the very poor today and how the British government rationalized not sending any food to Ireland during the Potato Famine when, in fact, they were up to their eyeballs in it.  Food, that is.

But I can't find it.  Honestly, it would have been the perfect capper for this particular post.

Oh!  Here it is.  I couldn't find it because it wasn't written by Krugman.  Still good reading, if you're in the mood.


[Editor's note:  If you don't get the title of the post, look carefully at the painting]

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